33. There were times myself. . .

when I wish I could get ahold of a firearm and waste those bullies I had to deal with back then. The problem was far worse for me in junior high - in fact, I got suspended for half a day for pulling out a knife on a bully.

More often that not, though, I had far more subtle dreams of dealing with them, such as rigging a booby-trap in their locker, or poisoning a food item in my lunch hoping they'd steal it.

As it was, I often gave cheerleaders the stink-eye, and thought of them as "prick-teasers" and w****s. I gravitated far more to sister jocks, and played field hockey and lacrosse. Also, to the music folks, such as band or chorus. My idea of having a great date was being at a high school hockey game on Friday or Saturday night.

But, man, I can totally relate to you. However, my town is still a great place to be after all these years, and during the fall, I sometimes come to a football game.

Still, I get the shivers when a mass shooting like Sandy Hook or Columbine happens. I keep thinking "there but for the grace of G*d that shooter would have been me" way back then.